What was done with the seed saved from the India Hemp last summer? It ought, all of it, to have been sewn again; that not only a stock of seed sufficient for my own purposes might have been raised, but to have disseminated the seed to others; as it is more valuable than the common Hemp.
George Washington, Writings of Washington, Vol. 35, pg. 72
Thank you for sharing the stories of being accused for things that you did not do. I was placed on a full-time [or was it a table restriction] until I admitted that I stole something that I never stole.
I think that after a few weeks of not being able to talk to anyone, doing these miserable work details, and being screamed at in raps I relented and admitted to doing something that I did not. I wish I could have held out longer.
What fucking bullshit!
I was a child that needed a home, and love. I was a child molested by adults in past. I was a child that when I outed the adults in my life, money paved the way to incarcerate me. I was a powerless child left to the whims of the adults in my life.
All I have to say is ?shame on you cedu staffers?, for not stepping up to the plate and helping the children that you were hired to serve. And to the other adults that present themselves as placing a child in this small piece of hell as a way to save a child. I am sure that if there is a hell, there is a very special place for you.
On 2004-10-07 07:37:00, blownawaytheidahoway wrote:
"Ok. This will be hard.
Being accused of something you didn't do at a place like this can be VERY stunting.
Not being believed for telling the truth and being punished for not admitting to something false (copping out) is so low.
It happened to me: I was accused of carrying on a homosexual relationship or something of that sort based on the false testimonial from someone who will not remain nameless very long.
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I take the risk my identity will be exposed for this thread and its contents for redemption! For long awaited closure. Justice, honor and TRUTH. For someone to say " damn, I remember that! After ALL that! Shit, that sucks for you". I reveal these painful memories so someone can say " I remember that feeling, I know how you feel". And maybe they even do a little bit...
And so, I've never had fulfilled the ancient code of JUSTICE which allows me to face my accuser.
Until now.
HERE I AM.
So, that's why